"Who is he" Blood Ghost, Heng Yu and the others looked at Su Ling, their faces changed slightly, because Su Ling gave them the feeling that they couldn't see through, and Su Ling walked towards the stage, clearly with a suffocating pressure.
What's going on, it's obviously just an ant kid on the eighth layer of the Holy Emperor Realm After a few breaths.
Su Ling has already arrived on stage.
There didn't seem to be blood ghosts, Heng Tong and others in his eyes, only purple kites in his eyes.
Su Ling hugged the dying purple kite, and in the heavy rain, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, tears of regret and pain.
Although the purple kite did not die, it looked really, really miserable, and Su Ling's heart ached.
Moreover, Zi Zhen died, died in front of Purple Kite's eyes, and you can imagine Purple Kite's despair And all this, Su Ling thinks, he should have been able to stop it.
But he was still a step too late.
Holding the purple kite, he urged the Xuan Qi in his body to surging towards the purple kite to heal her wounds.
Soon, the purple kite had some vitality and strength, and she opened her eyes slightly: "Su Suling, is it you?"
She thought that she was hallucinating, and she was indeed extremely eager for Su Ling to appear, when she was in a desperate situation "It's me," Su Ling's voice was a little hoarse.
"Why didn't you come until now" Purple Kite's voice was crying: "Daddy is dead, woo woo woo" She didn't blame Su Ling, but hoped that Su Ling would give her an explanation, give her an explanation that would not be a mustard, after all, if there was Su Ling, everything would be different, especially, it was traced back to her relationship with Su Ling, or because of her agreement with Su Ling, she took Su Ling to the Yuan Chi of the Zi family, and Su Ling helped the Zi family deal with the marauders from the Heavenly Realm.
Su Ling should really appear Of course, she believed in Su Ling, and she believed from beginning to end, even in that psychedelic jungle, she believed in Su Ling after falling and being seriously injured again and again.
I believe that if Su Ling hadn't really encountered something, he would have appeared a long time ago.
But even if she believed it, she wanted to hear Su Ling's explanation with her own ears.
"In Obsidian City, the Ermine King was a demon that day, and I almost died, and after that, I went out of Obsidian City and searched for a long time before I found your traces, I tried my best" Su Ling's voice was hoarse, and he hugged the purple kite very tightly.
He explained.
He didn't want Purple Kite to misunderstand.
"Woo woo woo" Purple Kite cried even harder, but she also hugged Su Ling tightly, her father died, and she only had Su Ling left.
"What a love," the blood ghost snorted coldly, and after the initial shock, fear, and jealousy, the blood ghost calmed down again.
She felt that she must have scared herself, what kind of strong person could there be in the small lower plane What's more, how powerful can a garbage of the eighth layer of the Holy Emperor Realm be It is estimated that the inexplicable aura just now appeared by chance.
Hearing the voice of the blood ghost, in the heavy rain, Su Ling turned his head and looked at the blood ghost, especially at the blood ghost's whip, Su Ling's eyes were quiet and weird: "My father-in-law is the kite and third uncle you killed, and the whip marks on Zi Leng's body are also smoked by you, right?"
"Giggles, good eyesight, that's true," the bloodcre smiled playfully, and then, his eyes lit up, and the whip in his hand moved again. syllable This whip, like a nimble snake, spitting out a murderous letter, was whipped at Su Ling.
After the blink.
It can be clearly seen that this whip fell on Su Ling's body, and it was strong.
The blood ghost breathed a sigh of relief, and the person who couldn't even hide from his own whip was really rubbish Not only did the blood ghost breathe a sigh of relief, but on the other hand, Heng Yu and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.
However.
The next moment, the blood ghost looked at him abruptly, how could she be like this, her whip didn't leave even a trace on Su Ling's body, let alone blood It's impossible If it has been drawn, it should leave a dazzling whip mark, the skin should be open, and it should be dripping with blood She has been practicing whipping for so many years, and there has never been an accident.
But it's real in front of you And when the blood ghost was confused and shocked, Su Ling raised his hand faintly, grabbed the whip made of sharp blades, and pinched it tightly.
"Squeak squeak" even, if you listen closely, there is a crisp metal sound in the midst of the louder sound.
Grabbing the whip, Su Ling directly exerted force.
Suddenly, the blood ghost's body shook, she seemed to be pulled by a divine force, and she couldn't control her body directly, she headed in the direction of Su Ling.
The blood ghost became more and more frightened, and her mind seemed to be confused, and subconsciously, she let go of the whip, and then staggered to a stop.
The blood ghost stared at Su Ling deadly, and suddenly felt that he had fallen into the ice cellar, especially the eyes of Su Ling.
Fear, madness hit "Is it good to use a whip to whip it, but, it's a little long, and it can't be used" Looking at Su Ling again, under the heavy rain, he said lightly, as if a stranger was commenting on something, on the martial arts cultivation field, millions of martial arts cultivators stared at Su Ling, at this moment, inexplicably, many people felt a strange chill.
Flash.
Su Ling raised his other hand and grabbed the other end of the whip.
"Since the whip is long, let's make it shorter," Su Ling muttered, pulling his hands casually.
Click break Under the watchful eye, the whip, like a strand of hair, was easily pulled off from the middle.
The blood ghost's body trembled violently, and there was no blood on his face.
This whip is a high-grade desolate weapon, placed in the heavenly realm, it is a very high-level weapon, and it is also a weapon that she has been using since she was a child, and under this whip, it has been contaminated with at least tens of thousands of lives, and this whip has never had a problem, and there are thousands of sharp knives on the whip, and even one of them has not been broken or curled But what the hell is going on in front of him, hallucination, the blood ghost gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and rubbed his eyes.
It's a pity, it's useless, no matter how you knead it, the scene in front of you won't change.
After pulling the whip off from it, Su Ling casually, as if throwing garbage, threw half of it on the ground, and the other half was only about a meter.
"Well, it's very handy" Su Ling nodded with satisfaction, and then, he moved Stepping sideways, the explosion is like thunder, and it is not clear to the naked eye at all.
Not a single breath, he was already standing in front of the bloodghost.
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Lift the whip. syllable A whip fell, landing on the blood ghost.
"Ahh With the naked eye, a whip mark appeared on her shoulder, chest, and arm, and the whip mark was indescribably dazzling.
This whip mark is even deeper than the whip marks of the blood ghost pumping Zi Zhen and the purple kite before, not only did it not enter the flesh, but even the blood ghost's ribs and hand bones were broken.
An indescribable pain rippled through the bloodghost's body, her face twisted, twisted, twisted, twisted and twisted.
"Does it hurt" Su Ling stared at the blood ghost's eyes and asked softly
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